"Gaby, you still have Seth's goo trickling down your leg, don't you want to shower before you hit the beach?" I heard Espy whisper as I woke up. It seemed like a year since Gaby and I had arrived at the resort for our honeymoon, but it had been less than a week. We had just consummated our marriage, the first part of a bet we had made our first day there, w...
If you have not read Chapter 1, please read it first so you understand what is happening. If you are looking for a quick jerk and a lot of sex this is probably not for you. There is no actual intercourse in this chapter, although there is sexual activity. This is an exploration of an extremely shy young man who is taken advantage of by senior cheerleaders,...
Clap ... Clap ... Clap-Clap-Clap Clap ... Clap ... Clap-Clap-Clap The characteristic clapping sound that heralds the arrival of the hijras rent the air as dawn was breaking on Navami - the ninth day of the bright fortnight, and effectively the last day of Durga puja. Hijras are a community of third genders - not eunuchs, not transgenders, not homosexuals,...
On Monday mornings, nothing too eventful usually happens to me. I get up, take a shower, get dressed, and walk or bike to my 9:00 political science class. No one usually call me on the phone. When I hear the phone ring last Monday at 7:45 I figured it must be the wrong number. I considered not answering it, but then during the fifth ring decided to pick it u...
University finally ended. I had just finished my first year of an Arts degree. I didn't know what I wanted to do with it yet, but I had to get out of my small town, and University was the best option. London was so big and busy and amazing, I loved living there. There was always so much to do, and no shortage of well dressed, attractive guys. I hooked up wit...
I awoke the next morning with a major headache. I tumbled into the bath, ran my fingers through my hair, splashed water on my face, and found some Tylenol. There was no glass and I needed something to drink to take the pills. Carey was still asleep and I couldn't hear anything downstairs. I pulled my shirt over my head and peeked out. No one. Well, I thought...
"Thank you dad," said Mason and he ran upstairs to begin planning Ginny's dress with the Georgian for homecoming. Upon leaving the room Mason unknowingly dropped Ginny's essay from the inner pocket of his jacket. His father picked it up, unfolded it, and read it again, as if committing it to memory. You took me to that room, and I knew I was in trouble. I w...
I have been trying so hard to break into the film industry that my husband thinks I'm willing to sell my soul. Mark says that I'll end up having to sign mysterious contracts in blood. Where does he get this stuff, you know? I've done everything I'm supposed to. I landed an agent - that was hard! I had my composite and my resume of acting classes and plays...
Dear Readers, this is the final installment of The New Neighborhood. Again, this is a romp into a fantasy land that many would enjoy. I now introduce Jim, Saul, Barb, and Vicki to everyone. Their relationship dynamics were the most unique of all. ***** By the time we had arrived at Gene and Pam's house for Saturday omelets and fruit, our four other quad...
It was about 7 in the morning as Anu breezed into the bedroom with a tray of tea. The 28 year old housewife was clad in nothing except a pair of thong panty and a shirt, the buttons of which were loosely done and through which her well-endowed breasts gave an occasional peep. Her husband Udit was still drowsy and browsing through the newspaper with little in...